Sadie Jodoigne Whore ❤️❤️

About Antwerp

I get pissed tho, ‘cause people judge ‘em hard. Like, “Oh, she’s just a whore!” – screw that noise! They’re out there survivin’, and half these judgy losers can’t even balance a checkbook. Makes me wanna yell, “Eat my shorts!” at ‘em. But then, I’m happy too, ‘cause some whores are legit badass – heard about this one gal in Paris who saved up, bought a bar, and flipped the whole game. Total boss move!

Actu Jodoigne

Rue Saint Jean 23A, Jodoigne. [email protected] TVA: BE Merci pour cette aventure. Si vous lisez ceci, c’est que c’est la fin d’une belle aventure. .

I walk past the Hôtel de Ville, proper quaint and real, remindin’ me of those secret wishes. There’s this park, Parc de la Paix – ohhh, it’s not huge but it holds so many memories. Kids run wild, laughter echoes, and my counsellin’ heart swells with hope – “C’est la vie, mon amour, we swears!” Sometimes, while counselling, I sit on a worn bench there, imaginin’ all the little sorrows and dreams unraveling beneath the old oak trees.

Aux petits oignons